Often you must turn your stylus to erase, if you hope to write anything worth a second reading.
Many shall be restored that now are fallen and many shall fall that now are in honor.
In my integrity I'll wrap me up.
What wonders does not wine! It discloses secrets; ratifies and confirms our hopes; thrusts the coward forth to battle; eases the anxious mind of its burden; instructs in arts. Whom has not a cheerful glass made eloquent! Whom not quite free and easy from pinching poverty!
My cares and my inquiries are for decency and truth, and in this I am wholly occupied.
The snow has at last melted, the fields regain their herbage, and the trees their leaves.